On a mysterious mountaintop veiled in mist, Gladwin sat cross-legged, his eyes lightly shut, emanating an air of solemnity. Before him stood a towering figure, an elderly man adorned in a pristine white robe, with snow-white hair and a face that belied his age. The elderly man was none other than the Timaeus Sect and Righteous Alliance’s Leader, Xachary.

Xachary was seething with anger. The sudden, unprovoked onslaught by the New Alliance had thrown the Righteous Alliance into disarray, causin